Boom!
Ren did not wait for the voice to finish.
He did not even draw a weapon.
He simply stepped forward and threw a straight punch into the empty void.
The motion was deceptively simple, yet the power contained within that single strike was anything but ordinary.
A shockwave of condensed, pure conceptual force erupted from his fist.
The space ahead fractured like cheap glass, shattering into a mosaic of dimensional fragments that glittered with the light of a thousand dying stars.
The lead dreadnought, a ship capable of enduring the collapse of star systems, instantly disintegrated into subatomic dust.
The sheer kinetic backlash tore through the remaining nine ships, ripping them open and scattering their hulls into scrap metal.
From the wreckage, twenty figures emerged, floating in the void.
Five of them radiated the staggering aura of Multiversal beings, their faces pale with a mixture of rage and absolute shock.
